I STAND FOR NOW.

 

 

Upright.

Erect.

Without assistance.

There have been days of faulter.

Days of arising to the occasion and finding there is a stiffness where it should not be.

Or where one would hope it was.

 

I stand for now.

A lot better.

No longer afraid.

Embraced by death through the years.

Standing for now.

 

Did I stop for love?

 

OH YES.

I stumbled through it then.

I had a stiff upper lip when you were gone.

FOR GOOD.

And.

I became stiff without you.

 

I stand for now with a soft on of heart.

A stiffness of mind.

Yet as I age, a ache and stiffness.

It is yours.

Mine,

Others.

 

I

WE

Have stood.

Stand for now.